Tersosity & Verbosity

Reaching the decision from a matter of pure practicality, I should just use my original elhide.com/solo and transition a domain to map it later.  That already has page rank, so could attract ads immediately.  It still has links in the wild, and even a small bit of traffic.  More than I have here.

It really chaps me not to have any ad revenue from my sites under my control for the expenses that aren’t the call it $1800 a month shared ones to which I put call it $1200.  I’m in a position to have to build almost from scratch to eke out a fraction of what comes from the sites I gave up control of unawares.  I mean, not that I can’t ever take them back in some manner, and not that there’s not good reason to have that money going where it is.  I’m just feeling duped.  Maybe even cherry on top of the woe cake duped.

The only problem with that is probably breaking all existing links to it in a transition to WordPress that stays at the same URL.  Part of my incentive here was originally to take down the original, having migrated, saving a database.  However, I love the idea of not breaking links, however old they are.  We’ll see.

I’ll still probably want to migrate first, sign up for ads later, and have some additional new posts besides.  We’ll see.  I can build some longer run stuff to ensure someday I have side money of some usefulness, but I need any I can get now.  Frankly, even if I were adding it to the existing pot, it would be gravy… has been for the past couple hundred a month at least now that winter is over… so I’d ought to be able to count on seeing it available to me.  The only way to ensure that, though, and separate us going forward as she’s in most ways been so intent to do, is to build anythng new in my own name and be willing to walk away from the rest.

So look for my main personal public everyone knows it’s me but I may be more opinionated than on the family blog site to be, most likely, even if another domain redirects, at elhide.com/solo for the time being.

To Mike and Esther, Debs brother and his wife, who are also on their 5th.

Ready for parenthood?

Especially since it goes so well with donuts.

Via Steven Taylor there’s indications that coffee is good for staving off MS and fighting symptoms.

The kids have a glass of water after each glass of Kool-Aid, no matter how much they love the flavor. The blue raspberry lemon went over extrmely well.

That there will be things like the 2 year old using the potty, then using the toilet with inset to sit for half a roll of wiping, followed by screaming hysteria for 20 minutes, prostrate on the floor, after being told - gently! - not to use so much toilet paper.

The baby was away, lunging in bed with the girls taking care of him, having a blast. Now to get him something to eat, drinks all around, and maybe do some cleaning that won’t hurt my hand the way mouse and keyboard usage is doing. Seldom had it hurt that much.

The permalink to the post is broken, but a search link gets to my original post on Geek Syndrome from April 19, 2003. That was when I first heard of Asperger’s. which led me to go buy books, read sites, and feel like I’d encountered a revelation about myself (probably borderline Aspie to one side or the other) and my nephew. Due to the broken link and more to add since, I plan to repost and expand, but this puts the link handy. Actually, it was the hardcopy of wired with the famous article that led me to buy books and learn about it. The post celebrated the article and other stuff being available online.

Old post of mine on autism and related, logical companion to another old post I plan to repost at Blogblivion.

Old post of mine and linking elsewhere on home office tips that deserves revisiting, after time has passed and things have changed to make it all the more relevant.

If I use w.bloggar and make it narrow enough, I can type a post while the kids watch YouTube on the same screen. Other computers are off to save heat.

I just yesterday wondered whether some of how the family perceive and treat me is a subconscious response to the prediction a doctor made that I’d be mentally retarded after my babyhood near death experience with meningitis, and that actual minor coordination damage that once made me seem duller than my high IQ and long since essentially normal physical ability. The last overt version, physical not mental, was at 17 when my grandmother questioned whether I’d be able to drive and should be getting a license, what with my horrible nerve deformation.